Yang Ruyu screamed sharply and then fell to the ground, while the dagger flew past just above her head and stuck into a nearby tree.
The thud of the dagger sinking into the trunk made Yang Ruyu belatedly realize that if she had not been frightened into weakening at the knees and falling, that... that dagger would have truly buried itself into her forehead. Suddenly, a cold sweat broke out all over her body, and her face turned ashen. Her lips trembled as she said, "Big... big cousin sister..."
"The one who shows mercy has left, so stop pretending with me." Yang Ruxin took two steps closer, smiling as she looked at Yang Ruyu, "I know you have a big heart and an agile mind, but let me warn you, you can use whatever tricks and schemes you want on anyone else, but you best keep your distance from me and those around me, otherwise..." As she spoke, she suddenly flicked her wrist, and a black whip lashed out, coiling around the dagger stuck in the tree and pulling it back, grasping it directly in her hand, "I might not have as many cunning thoughts as you do, but I can be direct, with a white blade going in and a red blade coming out, no matter who it is!"
"I... I won’t..." Yang Ruyu shook her head frantically.
"Then that’s for the best." Yang Ruxin bent down and used the dagger to tap Yang Ruyu’s cheek, "Otherwise, it would be such a pity if such a pretty head were to move house..."
Yang Ruyu was seething with hatred inside but dared not show any of it, merely nodding vigorously, "I won’t..."
"Then off you go." Yang Ruxin smiled and turned to walk back.
Yang Ruyu struggled to her feet and staggered outside, tripping and falling after a few steps but eventually walked away.
"Finally, some peace and quiet." Yang Ruxin smiled briefly, put away the whip and the dagger, and turned to look at Gu Qingheng, "What do you think, can my little aunt make it?"
Gu Qingheng chuckled, "You really do worry a lot."
Yang Ruxin also broke into a smile, "I’m just concerned about my little aunt’s future happiness, you know? Actually, I really hope they get together. Think about it, they are opposed, aren’t they? If my little aunt went to the Ten Wang Residence, wouldn’t she turn the place upside down?" As she spoke, she pushed the wheelchair and started heading back.
"Hehe," Gu Qingheng laughed softly, "Xinxin, you’re thinking too simplistically." He sighed and continued, "Those big families, especially the Imperial Family, are not as simple as you think. It’s not like in the village where you can just laugh when you’re happy or stomp your feet and curse when you’re not. Over there, it’s a matter of killing without drawing blood, where sometimes a single word can bring about a fatal disaster, or even total clan annihilation..."
Yang Ruxin was suddenly jolted, right, how could she forget the current state of society? All the princes, even though they appear amiable here, aren’t they all ruthless killers? If someone like Yang Baihe, who had no solid backing, really entered the Wang Residence, death would likely be the only outcome. If that were the case, it might be better if things didn’t work out.
After returning home, Yang Ruxin began cooking, with Gu Qingheng still making the fire. The tacit understanding between them was getting better and better.
Without the presence of the two overpowering characters, Yang Ruxin felt much more relaxed while cooking.
However, there was still one person who should have left but had not, and that was Erya. It was as if the Dong Family had forgotten about this child.